I’m talking about Kurt Sutter’s rant (again) about another Emmy snub for his critically acclaimed, astounding work of genius that is currently running fifteen or twenty times a week on FX Cable Network—Sons of Anarchy.
There were 13 episodes in Season 6 if you were keeping score.
We all know this is just a TV show, just like we all understand politicians who get in front of the camera and talk about jobs, the economic recovery, healthcare, the illegals crossing the border, etc., are just a TV show too.
For me, “Sons” lost its way a long time ago. As the show gained notoriety, Sutter’s dark writing and extreme dramatic license became more about shock and awe moments than genuine storyline. Even with a blog Sutter shout-out, I changed the channel, quit watching, stopped criticizing and moved on.
It’s now in its final season. As a working blogger hack, it hardly matters what I think. Of course, Sons of Anarchy is not made for me. It’s made for an audience that spends its (jobless?) days on Facebook, or tweeting and surfing the web buying things on credit.
Frankly I could care less about the Emmys. If we’re being intellectually honest, the Emmys are not and have never been a valid qualifier of talent. Mr. Sutter clearly has talent and his share of loyal fans who believe he’s a genius, but why claim to be suffering from a syndrome named after a mediocre daytime soap actress (Lucci Effect)?
For my valuable entertainment time, Breaking Bad was just a vastly superior show. Sons always had the potential and talent (in front of and behind the cameras), but seemed willing to settle for less (gratuitous and gruesome violence for ratings) rather than strive for the best.
Photo courtesy of Kurt Sutter and Frederick M. Brown/Getty Images.
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